Feels Like I’ve Written This A Thousand Times
It wasn’t so much the loss of you, but all the things we’d never do.
It wasn’t so much the loss of you, but all the things we’d never do.
Know yourself deeply. Make your needs known and leave when they’re not being met.
Getting over you was easy as noticing cute guys in the store.
Believe me, it’s sad. But my heart breaks less these days because I’m wiser.
I left before I got left. Feelings, needs expressed. Dignity intact.
Is it better to see me doing well, or not to see me at all?
Manifestation: Imagining you here but then not letting you go.
Your breakup playlist: Old lyrics sing current truth and repeat mistakes. Music has and always will save my life.
I sat down to write and all I could think of is how you don’t love me.
Somehow you got your freedom and me. What was I? And were we worth it?